Chapter 297 An irresistible course selection arrangement

"It doesn't mean it's okay just because you say it's okay." Professor McGonagall's attitude was particularly firm, "The doctor has more say than you."

While he was talking, there was a knock on the door and Madam Pomfrey walked in.

"It's you again, Harry Potter." Ms. Pomfrey shook her head speechlessly, "What dangerous thing did you do again?"

"It's a dementor," said Professor McGonagall.

Madam Pomfrey's face became serious, she walked up to Harry and touched his forehead.

"It's cold and wet. The Headmaster really shouldn't let them into Hogwarts. It's not friendly to vulnerable people."

Harry was stunned for a moment and said immediately: "I'm not fragile."

"Of course you are not fragile." Madam Pomfrey said absently, and felt his pulse again. "Luckily, the dementors didn't cause you much harm."

"Professor Lupine cast the Patronus Charm in time to drive away the dementor," Hermione said.

"Really? It seems that this time the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is more reliable." Ms. Pomfrey was slightly excited. Compared with Gilderoy Lockhart, who only knows how to talk, this new professor is definitely more worthy. trust.

"Professor McGonagall, Harry Potter is fine. Just eat more chocolate."

"I've eaten it," Harry said hurriedly, "Aaron gave it to me."

"Gaius knows a lot." Ms. Pomfrey gave Aaron an approving smile, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first, otherwise I'll miss the party."

"Wait, Poppy, take Harry out with you."

"What about us?" Aaron asked.

"What I want to tell you is another thing, the class schedule." Professor McGonagall pointedly said, "You won't miss the banquet."

After Harry and Madam Pomfrey left the office, Professor McGonagall looked at them tiredly.

"Gaius, Granger, I know better than anyone that you are good students, but you can't be willful!

You actually signed up for all five elective courses, some at the same time. Do you know how to do it? "

Aaron: Yes, I can do clones.

Hermione felt a little guilty, but still had no intention of changing her original mind, "Professor, you know me. I am really interested in those classes and don't want to miss them."

"You won't say such things when you are overwhelmed by the complicated schoolwork." Professor McGonagall said, but she couldn't help but sigh when she looked at the other party's stubborn eyes.

She took out a golden necklace from the drawer with a small hourglass in the center.

"Time turner, you can go back an hour in the past by turning it in one circle. You can use this prop to complete your elective courses."

Hermione's eyes widened when she heard this, with a heavy look of joy on her face.

"Professor, is this for me?"

"It's lent to you." Professor McGonagall emphasized. "I applied to the Ministry of Magic for a long time before it was approved because you are a model student."

"Thank you very much, Professor." Hermione said excitedly.

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. You have to promise me that you won't use it for anything other than schoolwork."

"I promise, Professor."

Professor McGonagall did not hand the time turner to her immediately, but solemnly warned: "There are still some precautions that you must understand.

First of all, time is mysterious. Whether you want to go to the past or the future, you can only adjust the time to within five hours. Once it exceeds five hours, it will cause great harm to you, and this prop may also error occured.

Secondly, when traveling through time and space, you must not be discovered by others, especially you cannot meet your past or future self. If a time loop is caused, no one will know the consequences.

Finally, this item does not reduce fatigue, which means your learning volume will not change in any way. "

"I know." Hermione said seriously, carefully hanging the time turner around her neck.

"Professor McGonagall, do you mean to let the two of us use the time turner to take elective courses?" Aaron frowned slightly. This was very different from his original plan.

The time turner can ensure that he will not miss any lessons, but there are too many limitations, so he must be careful when using it.

But the missing body is different. The avatars share the work. Although he may not be able to take care of three classes at the same time, he is confident that he can make up for it.

And you don’t have to worry or feel tired.

"It depends on how you choose." Professor McGonagall said meaningfully, and then took out a thick envelope from under the table.

"This is?"

"Your butler sent it to me." Professor McGonagall praised, "I must admit that Mr. Jeans' research on the curriculum is professional. He added all the elective courses to the compulsory courses and formulated it for you. A new class schedule was issued.

You can study up to five elective courses as much as possible, and you can catch up on Sunday if you fall behind. "

The corners of Aaron's mouth twitched violently, and there were a few clear black lines on his forehead.

A generous gift crab!

Jeans' control is too broad!

You always like to arrange class schedules for me at home, but I didn't expect you couldn't avoid it when I came to school.

"Professor, this is inappropriate, really inappropriate." Aaron refused with a smile, "You can't waste the teacher's time just because I am alone, I have a bad conscience!"

"I knew you would say that." Professor McGonagall smiled and shook his head. "Mr. Jeans also took this into consideration. He invested one thousand Galleons to pay overtime to several professors. On average, each person can get two hundred. Galleons, which is higher than a month's salary.

Moreover, he also updated each professor with the latest textbooks, and each of you will receive a bonus of one hundred galleons at the end of your third year. "

Hearing this, Aaron blinked blankly, his whole body was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

Damn it, how can you still play like this?

"There's nothing wrong with this arrangement, but I don't agree with it." Aaron said speechlessly, "I manage my own time, it's not his turn."

Upon hearing this, Professor McGonagall shrugged, then took out a box from under the table, and opened it to reveal a delicate silver watch.

"The advanced time converter was specially prepared for you by Mr. Jeans.

The effect is the same as what I just gave to Miss Granger. Professor McGonagall looked at the watch in the box and sighed: "To be honest, I was shocked when I saw it. I have never seen such a low-key, luxurious and connotative magic prop." "

puff!

Aaron felt as if his heart had been stabbed.

No wonder Vico and the others were so relieved to leave themselves to Jeans to take care of them. This preparation was too comprehensive.

"Ahem! I don't want to travel through time unless necessary."

Professor McGonagall was stunned for a moment, "Are you sure?"

"I'm pretty sure."

"Okay!" Professor McGonagall sighed, "Mr. Jeans also left you a third alternative."

"Needless to say, there is no doubt that there is nothing wrong with his arrangement, but this is my class and I don't want him to interfere." Aaron said straightforwardly.

"No, this is different." Professor McGonagall smiled, "He specifically talked to Dumbledore and allowed you to freely arrange your courses.

In other words, if two or three courses start at the same time, you can choose any one of them, and the other two teachers will not treat you as skipping class. "

Aaron: ...

Good guy, I really can’t refuse this!

Hermione on the side was also extremely surprised. She hesitated to speak, but swallowed the words as soon as they reached her lips. She simply felt that the time turner hanging around her neck no longer smelled so good.

Half a minute later, Professor McGonagall led the two of them out of the office.

When they returned to the auditorium, the freshmen had already completed the sorting ceremony under the arrangement of Professor Flitwick, and a batch of fresh blood was injected into each of the four houses.

Professor McGonagall strode to the teacher's desk, while Aaron and Hermione returned to their seats under the eyes of everyone.

"Why is Mag looking for you?" Draco asked curiously.

"It's hard to describe in words!" Aaron shook his head with a wry smile, "I thought Hogwarts was a paradise, but I didn't expect that Genes could also put his hand in."

"That butler of yours?" Draco's face turned a little bright as he thought of the man who was highly praised by his father, "What did he do?"

"He arranged a more relaxed semester for me, but I didn't feel very happy."

Draco raised his eyebrows speechlessly, "I don't know how blessed I am when I am in the midst of blessings."

"maybe!"

"Welcome everyone to spend the new school year at Hogwarts." Dumbledore walked onto the stage, and the originally noisy auditorium suddenly became quiet.

"I have a few words to say before everyone is confused by this delicious meal." Dumbledore said with a smile, "First of all, welcome the new professor R.J. Lupin.

He readily agreed to fill the vacancy and teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts course.

Good luck, professor. "

Lupine stood up with a smile, accepting the applause of teachers and students with some restraint.

The applause was not enthusiastic. Except for a few people who had seen Lupine drive away the dementors with their own eyes, everyone else was somewhat suspicious of the professor in patchwork clothes. After all, Lockhart's impression was too deeply rooted in people's hearts. Well, this guy might be a fool too.

"Professor Snape seems a little unhappy!" Draco said in a low voice, and several people around him also quietly looked at the teacher's table.

Snape's face was as dark as water, his originally stern face was filled with disgust, and his eyes were shining with hatred.

"I bet Professor Snape must have a personal grudge against Lupine." Draco said very confidently.

"Everyone can see it," Aaron said, "But this also shows from the side that Lupine does have real materials, otherwise Professor Snape would not admit him as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

“Secondly, Professor Kettleburn, the Care of Magical Creatures teacher, retired at the end of last term to have more time to look after the remaining limbs.

Fortunately, I am honored to announce that his replacement is none other than our very own Rubeus Hagrid. "

The applause was much louder this time, especially from Gryffindor House, who all liked the forest guard.

Hagrid was also overwhelmed with excitement. After the applause, he quietly wiped his tears of joy with the tablecloth.

He does not lack the salary of a professor, but this position is a kind of affirmation for him, both in terms of ability and reputation.